They didn’t get that Journo degree just to have the focus be on them.
But sometimes, they can’t help but become the story.
The personalities are just too strong.
The stakes are too high.
Inevitably, the claws come out.
Schultz, were told, accosted Rapoport.
Were told that Rapoport was talking to an agent.
Schultz approached Rapoport and said, We need to talk.
(Or specific words to that effect.)
Rapoport replied, were told, We dont need to talk.
(Or specific words to that effect.)
Schultz then made accusations about Rapoport, were told.
Rapoport, were told, regards the accusations as unfounded.
The two men were essentially face to face.
If this continues were going to have a fucking problem.
(… Schultz does not recall using profanity.)
Rapoport then asked Schultz to step back.
Now Ill step back.
It’s been said that the NFL Combine is a journo-eat-journo world, and there’s your proof.
Fueled by ambition, money, power, testosterone, and Cinnamon Dolce Latte.
I’m not here to judge who’s right and who’s wrong.
He’s my Dawg in this fight.
Whereas I don’t know this Schultz beyond his reporting.
Anyway, for certain he started it.
And ended it by walking away.
What we can infer is that nothing the lingering resentment is still there.
That bad blood between them is still pumping.
These two could still finish what Schultz started before this weekend is through.
Plus we know what we’ve long understood.
When two media types fight, everybody wins.
